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Welcome to Room 109’s POETRY CAFÉ

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Welcome to Room 109sPOETRY CAF

Welcome to our Poetry Cafe! We'd like to begin with a poem by Shel Silverstein. (Umojah & Akofa)

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Poets Tree

Underneath the poet tree,Come and rest awhile with me,And watch the wayThe word-web weavesBetween the shady story leaves.

The branches of the poet treeReach from the mountains to the sea.So come and dream, or come and climb

Just dont get hit by falling rhymes.

Poem and Drawing by Shel Silverstein

We were first introduced to poetry when we skyped with Joseph Coehlo, an award-winning children's poet from Great Britain. Now, here's a chance for you to meet "Poetry Joe."2

Introducing Poetry Joe

Students created their own versions of Joes poem. Listen to Zahkei and Joshua3

A Little Bit of Foodbased on a poem by Joseph Coehloby Zahkei and JoshuaA little bit of baconA little bit of chickenMakes my heartGo tick, tick, tickin

A little bit of pizzaA little bit of cornMakes me feel Like Im reborn.

A little bit of peasA little bit of riceMakes me feelVery nice.

----- Meeting Notes (1/11/16 18:00) -----We've learned that poets view objects closely, using their imaginations. When you look at this picture, for example, you probably see a pushpin, but listen what poets named Varjak and Morgan see..

----- Meeting Notes (1/12/16 17:09) -----We learned that poets are careful observers. They view commonplace objects with poet's eyes.

When you look at this picture of a pushpin, you probably see a blue pushpin- but listen to what our poets saw.

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A Little Bit of Foodin the style of Poetry Joeby Raniya

A little bit of hamA little bit of cheeseWe must eat it Before we freeze

A little bit of applesA little bit of meatballsCook it upUntil Mom calls

A little bit of grapesA little bit of chickenEat them togetherIs fingerlickin.

A Little Bit of Foodbased on a poem by Joseph Coehloby Freya Stanforth

A little bit of breadA little bit of cheeseMakes me feelVery pleased.

A little bit of baconA little bit of riceMakes me feelVery nice.

A little bit of mayonnaiseA little bit of tunaMakes me feelLike Princess Luna.

A Little Bit of Foodbased on a poem by Joseph Coehloby Ivy Clair and Akofa Deh

A little bit of cheeseA little bit of chickenI cant stoplickin my chicken.

A little bit of baconA little bit of bananasI need to take the banana to my nana

A little bit of pizzaA little bit of peaMakes my heartWant to look at me.

A Little Bit of Foodbased on a poem by Joseph Coehloby Micaela Baily

A bit of apple dumplingsA little bit of peasYou can eat themOn your knees

A little bit of chiliA little bit of riceMakes me feel very nice

A little bit of pastaA little bit of shrimpMakes me really limp

A Little Bit of Foodin the style of Joseph Coehlo

by Dean

A little bit of riceA little bit of peasMakes me feel very pleased

A little bit of chickenA little bit of baconMakes my tummyAche ache achin

A little bit of cheeseA little bit of peasMakes my tummyFeel a squeeze.

We discovered that poets are careful observers. They look at everyday objects through the eyes of a poet.

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The Markerby Orin

The marker! I have a marker sitting there. I wonder if I poked a hole in it, would it sprout a volcano with ink instead of lava?

Many poets use repetition and rhyme to create a special rhythm in their poetry. Poems often sound like music. Listen to another poem by Shel Silverstein.

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Shel Silverstein

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Micaela:Poets put punch into their poetry by using figurative language such as alliteration. Alliteration is the repetition of the same sound In words that are near each other.

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Our Clever Classroom Filledwith Fun-loving Friends(an alliterative poem)

Micaela: Here is an alliterative poem written by the poets of Room 109. Please note that this poem is fiction and hold your applause until the end of the poem.13

Indigo

Umojah

Seth

Hanif

Phoebe

Terikyah

Justin

Another example of figurative language is onomatopoeia.37

Onomatopoeia by Joseph Coehlo

A word thats a soundThats onomatopoeia

The boom of a cloudThats onomatopoeia

The woof of a dogThats onomatopoeia

The creak of a logThats onomatopoeia

The whoosh of a breezeThats onomatopoeia

The a-a-achoo of a sneezeThats onomatopoeia

The ring of a bellThats onomatopoeia

The splash of a wellThats onomatopoeia

The tweet of a birdThats onomatopoeia

A sound thats a wordThats onomatopoeia

Similies

Umojah: Poets often use similies to make their descriptions more vivid. In a simile, two objects are compared using like or as. After reading Quick as a Cricket by Audrey Wood, we created their own poems that featured similes.39

Quick as a Planein the style of Audrey Woodby Umojah NorwoodQuick as a planeSlow as a slothSmall as a termiteLarge as a vending machineHappy as a robinSad as a mouse without any foodNice as a butterflyMean as a dragonWeak as a babyStrong as a steel wallLoud as a monster truckQuiet as a kittenTough as SincaraGentle as a mittenLazy as a catBusy as a beePut it all together, and youve got me!

Quick as a Black Mambain the style of Audrey Woodby SethQuick as a black mambaSlow as a slow snailSmall as a mouseLarge as a twisting tornadoHappy as a jumping bunnySad as a pitbullNice as a sea turtleMean as a cobraWeak as a cricketStrong as a quick jaguarLoud as a frilled lizardQuiet as a hibernating bearTough as a rhinoGentle as a sealLazy as a sleepy slothBusy as a beePut it all together, and youve got me!

Quick as a Spotted Cheetahin the style of Audrey Woodby IvyQuick as a spotted cheetahSlow as a sleepy turtleSmall as a nasty mosquitoLarge as an angry dinoHappy as a shining star in the skySad as a weary sealNice as a fuzzy lambMean as a stomping T-RexWeak as a lazy old womanStrong as a circus elephantLoud as a swirling twisterQuiet as the calming seaTough as a mighty tigerGentle as a swimming dolphinLazy as a slow-moving slothBusy as a buzzing bumblebeePut it all together, and youve got me!

Quick as a Cheetah by Orin

Quick as a cheetahSlow as a snailSmall as a pebbleLarge as the BFGHappy as OrinSad as somebody dyingNice as a birdMean as Flesh Lump EaterWeak as a mosquitoStrong as a buildingLoud as cymbalsQuiet as a mouseTough as an elephantGentle as a featherLazy as a slothBusy as a beePut it all together, and youve got me!

Another poem turned into a song by childrens singer-songwriter Raffi.45

Thanks A Lotin the style of Raffi by UmojahThanks a lotThanks for delicious Thanksgiving dinnersThanks a lotThanks for my thoughtful parents.

Thanks a lotThanks for my crazy brotherThanks a lotThanks for my amazing imagination.

Thanks a lotThanks for kind 109 friendsThanks a lotThanks for fresh water.

Thanks a lotThanks for sunny daysThanks a lot Thanks for every single word I say.

Thanks a Lotby Phoebe in the style of RaffiThanks a lotThanks for the kindest catThanks a lotThanks for the cheesy pizza

Thanks a lotThanks for my playable toysThanks a lotThanks for the great letters I get

Thanks a lotThanks for the beautiful place I liveThanks a lotThanks for my funny friends

Thanks a lotThanks for the best food everThanks a lotThanks for my wonderful teacher, Ms. BershadThanks a lotThanks for all Ive got

Thanks a Lotby Hanif in the style of RaffiThanks a lotThanks for my nice familyThanks a lotThanks for jolly Santa Claus

Thanks a lotThanks for the birds chirpingThanks a lotThanks for my kind friends

Thanks a lotThanks for the animalsThanks a lotThanks for the cats and dogs

Thanks a lotThanks for the fun schoolThanks a lotThanks for having good projects

Thanks a lotThanks for all Ive got

Thanks a Lotby Brandon in the style of Raffi

Thanks a lotThanks for loving momsThanks a lotThanks for cool kids

Thanks a lotThanks for awesome PokemonThanks a lotThanks for hot pizza

Thanks a lotThanks for telling timeThanks a lotThanks for fun toys

Thanks a lot Thanks for best friendsThanks a lotThanks for all Ive got

Another poem by Poetry Joe49

Hamster! Hamster!by Joseph CoehloWeve got a hamster in our classAs brown as toffee.Hes so sweet, so cute,With chubby cheeks for storing nuts and fruit.He sips from a water bottle strapped to his cage,Like a baby!

Awww, hes sooooo cute.Hes got these darling little pawsLike a dolls handsAnd a sweet, cute, tiny little tailLike a little piece of spaghetti!Awwwww, he is soooooo deliciously cute.

One day I put my finger up to his cage,And he sniffed it with a noseLike a chocolate-chip buttonAnd heBIT ME! Weve got a hamster in our class,As brown as a bog.He is so mean, so horrible,With fat cheeksFor storing pupils fingers.

He sucks at a water bottleStrapped to his cage,Like a greedy rat!Errr, hes soooooo disgusting.

Hes got these vicious claws as terrible as a tigers,And a long, wiggerly, squiggerly tailAs scaly as a snake! ARRRRRHe is soooooo perfectly horrid.

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Some poets are inspired by what they see when they walk out their classroom door.

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Phoebes Scarecrow by Micaela

Bucket Head,Flower Hair,Pretty Wooden Earrings,Stuffed with Hay,Blue Skirt,Multicolored Scarf,Striped Pants,HAPPY SCARECROW!!

Scarecrowby Owen Wharton

Googly eyesBlack glovesSmiling face Two eyesButtonsStraight hairHe is great!!

Super Scarecrowby Nathan

Standing tallSpider face on himScaring the birds awaySaving the day.Scary Super Scarecrow

Happy Scarecrowby Joshua

Sitting in a gardenSeeing kids play andSaying Hi!

Freya:Some poems, like haiku, follow specific patterns. Often focusing on images from nature, haiku emphasizes simplicity, intensity, and directness of expression.

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The leaves are crunchingUnder your feet like motorsThe beautiful breeze

Fall Times by Freya

The TWISTERby Umojah

The wind is blowingLike a howling twisterLeaves twirl in the air.

Sound of Natureby Dean

The powdery dirtThe loud crunching of the leavesThe taste of the mint

Grasshopperby Raniya

I see leaves on treesAnd they are on the ground tooAnd I saw three nests.

Mother Natureby Kyah

The bark on the treesThe beautiful breeze- Love it!Scarecrows, little bugs

Different Kinds of Carsby Owen

Cars are very fastThey go fast in races- WowSports cars are fun too!

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Ledgens Great Worldby LedgenI see birds in treesI see a worm on the groundI see centipedes

The Outdoorsby MalcolmI hear crunchy leavesI feel sunlight on my neckWhat a super walk!

Indigos Snowman

Snowman is lovingHe is also beautifulHis dog is D.J.

Poets express their emotions in their poetry- the happy, the sad, the humorous.

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Homework! Oh, Homework!By Jack Prelutsky

Homework! Oh, homework!Homework! Oh, homework!I hate you! You stink!Youre last on my list,I wish I could wash youI simply cant seeAway in the sink,Why you even exist,If only a bomb If you just disappearedWould explode you to bits,it would tickle me pink.Homework! Oh homework!Homework! Oh, homework!Youre giving me fits.I hate you! You stink!

Id rather take baths with a Man-eating shark,Or wrestle a lion alone in the dark,Eat spinach and liver,Pet ten porcupines,Then tackle the homework My teacher assigns

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The Mouseby Ava

When I see a mouse, I run into my houseAnd I say, Ah, a mouse. The mouse says to me, Ah! And I say, Wow, you can talk andIt says, Yes.I taught myself to talk. and I pass out.

Here Langston Hughes writes about The Blues.

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The Blues

When the shoe strings break On both your shoesAnd youre in a hurryThats the blues.

When you go to buy a candy bar And youve lost the dime you had Slipped through a hole in your pocket somewhere Thats the blues, too, and bad!

Langston Hughes From Collected Poems. Copyright 1994 by The Estate of Langston Hughes. Used by permission of Harold Ober Associates Incorporated.

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The Bluesby MalcolmWhen my friend IbrahimWas feeling badAnd I started to feel bad tooThats the blues.

When my brothers Basketball team wonAnd he wasnt going to the NBAThats the blues.

The Bluesadapted from a poem by Langston Hughesby Ivy and FreyaWhen I hit my headAnd my brother laughed.I wish he was in my shoes,Now, thats the blues.

When I lost my pencil gripI had no cluesWhere it would snoozeAnd thats how I lose.Now, thats the blues.

The Bluesadapted from a poem by Langston Hughesby Ava and Phoebe

When I go to bedMy mom said Hello, big head.She is in my room and I lost the news.Thats the blues.

When my mom said,Go to bedI said, Go to Teds bed instead.Thats the blues.

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The Bluesin the style of Langston Hughesby Justin and Seth

When my finger got stuck in the carIt was a very big bruiseI definitely, definitely cried,Thats the blues

When my grandpop passed awayI was sadIll miss all his presentsHe was the bestThats the blues

The Bluesin the style of Langston Hughesby Brandon and Zahkei

When you fall off your bedAnd your cousin does tooThats bad news.Thats the blues

When my bike tire bustAnd I had to fussThats bad news.Thats the blues.

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Poets use all of their senses to observe the world around them. Here are some sensory poems about peace.

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Peaceby AkofaPeace smells like cheese pizza!Peace looks like everyone being friendly.Peace sounds like beautiful oceans .Peace tastes like chocolate ice cream cold and bright .Peace feels like my heart filled with love!

Peaceby Nathan

Peace smells like victory.Peace looks like the Eagles winning the Super Bowl.Peace sounds like the crowd going wild. Peace tastes like Nathans hotdogs.Peace feels like being the best NFL player in the whole planet.

Peaceby KyahPeace smells like a beautiful flower.Peace looks like a fluffy cloud.Peace sounds like people talking nicely.Peace tastes like a tasty donut. Peace feels like a beautiful day.

Peace by Micaela

Peace smells like fresh flowers.

Peace looks like the shining sun.Peace sounds like singing birds.Peace tastes like fresh air.Peace feels like a sheeps soft fur.

Wed like to conclude our program with a poem by Eve Merriam.78

Peaceby AlexPeace smells like the quiet woodsPeace looks like the blue birds flyingPeace sounds like a Christmas songPeace tastes like a garden with flowersPeace feels like the animals on a farm

Peaceby JustinPeace smells like the steam on a platePeace looks like a fluffy cloudPeace sounds like the windPeace tastes like spicy meatballsPeace feels like fluffy pillows

How to Eat a Poemby Eve Merriam

Don't be polite.Bite in.Pick it up with your fingers and lick the juice that may run down your chin.It is ready and ripe now, whenever you are. You do not need a knife or fork or spoonor plate or napkin or tablecloth. For there is no coreor stemor rindor pitor seedor skinto throw away.

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